Madman

I am sick

I have an illusion

That I am able

To accomplish

Anything in this world

A very bad virus

That runs in my blood

In the family

Have to eat medicin

To stop the will to change

Have to drink

Have to work

Have to run

Have to fight

Have to be depressed

Just I don’t try to change

Anything in this world

It is all OK

The danger

Is change

Everyone tells me

Everything has to be

The same

Forever and ever

But they eat their hart out

Sorry

Just mention it

Traps

Trapped in between

What once was

And

What is going to be

I drop my mind, prejudice and thinking

Meeting my demons at the door

Alone facing the nightmare of

Bad existence

Love is not

Hate is not

But I am

Madness

The madness of creation

Has taken hold of me

I enjoy it

Floating along

Angry messy people around me does not

Stop me any more

The Conspiracy of Your Soul

Sometimes the world

Start acting against you

Collectively

And all you have to do

Is to watch

And laugh

Whatever you do

Does matter

And does not matter

Beyond this point

That you already past

Long, long time ago

Deep roots connect you

To what might be

Your authentic self

The sun has already

Set and left for better

Latitudes